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trongly of mould and decay, and it was cold and wet. Her wrists were bound with chains that bit through her skin, but she was hard

ng blue eyes that seemed to hold a world of secrets, was framed by her long, dark hair. She had inherited the grace and compassion of her mother

or her safety, had tried to suppress. On the other hand, Victoria was a curious and restless person. She aspired to comprehend her potential, utilize it, and discover her

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ople, of a life where she wasn't defined by her lineage or her powers. She wanted to explore, to learn, and to carve out her own de

others, a knack for finding lost objects. But as she grew older, her powers intensified. She could influence the thoughts and actions of t

hidden from those who might seek to exploit her. But Victoria had chafed under his strict rules, longing to und

dnapping and

when the Vargens had struck. They had come out of nowhere, overwhelming her with sheer numbers and strength. She had fought back, her powers

their snarls of triumph, and the cold steel of their chains. But beneath the fear and anger, there was a

oo dangerous. But Victoria had defied him, determined to explore the world beyond their borders. They had shouted, their voices e

ust, by his inability to see her as more than a child. But now, sitting in the dark cell, she wondered if he had b

ions on

a had been the heart of their family, her gentle presence a balm to their souls. She had been the one to teach Victoria about her

this fear that had driven a wedge between them, that had turned their relationship into a battleground. Victoria had

secret. She had felt a thrill of freedom, a sense of purpose that had eluded her within the confines of their pac

of the

nd restrictions closing in on her. She had decided to confront him, to demand her freedom. But the con

shouted, her eyes blazing with defiance. "I ne

" Gideon had retorted, his voice filled with anger and fear. "You have n

g with sarcasm. "You're suffocating me! You don't tru

cold and distant. "I've already los

y, unable to look at him. "You've already lost me, Father," she

seeking solace in the moonlight and the quiet of the trees. But even there, she couldn't es

Struggle

d wanted to prove herself, to show her father that she was capable and strong. But inst

a figure stepped inside. It was Deba Blackthorn, the leader of the Vargens. He was a tall, imposing man

oice smooth and unctuous. "I trust you'r

yes filled with defiance. "Wh

that. You see, my dear, you are very special. Your powers are unlike anyth

e," Victoria spat, her

that. In time, you'll come to see thing

r chest, a mixture of fear and determination coursing through her veins. She wouldn't let Deba b

on Powers a

a great power that would arise, a force that could either save or destroy their kind. Her mother had believed t

t of her destiny, the pull of something greater than herself. She had wanted to understand her role in the prophecy, to embrace her powers and f

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d been a beacon of light in their lives, her love and wisdom guiding them through the darkest time

bedside, telling her stories of their ancestors and the prophe